No. 1 Jingyuan Garden, Raojia.

Because it is far away from the impact and coverage area of ​​the Black Mist Island chain, it has basically not been damaged. There are checkpoints at each entrance of No. 1 Garden. There are many soldiers standing at the entrance of the intersection and the flat-floor villa, meticulously patrolling and guarding.

"Wang, you are so brave. No wonder you keep saying that you want to come to the base. You come to the base to collect stamps? Are you worthy of me, young lady?"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, mixed with the men's miserable howls, and several women's faint voices of dissuasion and exclamation.

"What did I do? I..."

"Why don't I just soak in a hot spring and massage my feet? I, I have been beaten so much by you on the rail line. I need to relax. I need to regulate my emotions. There is a huge difference between relaxation and indulgence. You

Why should you treat everyone equally? You are setting up a private torture chamber..."

"Hey, if you still come, I will give you a mother-in-law, so you can take care of her!"

"Death, death, I rely on you to play it real!"

The rockery in front of the villa was shaking, the water surface of the pond was rippled, and the sound of beatings and roars had been going on for half an hour.

The expressions of the soldiers at the door of Rao Qifang's home were serious, but their eyes were slightly narrowed, and their eyes were full of tears that had been suppressed from laughing. They were all professionally trained and had rich experience in dealing with various situations.

and skills.

Suo Mingfei glanced vaguely at the soldiers with live ammunition. Already among the "privileged class" of the base, his heart suddenly felt as sour as a lemon...

There are also those guys who are pretending to be slum refugees who ran out of the slums outside and are running around with no one to control them. And who are the people living in Jingyuan? They need your base to waste this array of troops?

Even if he understood the base's face-saving project and the attitude-over-meaning performance method, Comrade Lao Suo, who had just experienced a catastrophe in his life and almost died, still found it difficult to stabilize his mentality. What the hell is this if he is not a rich man who is drunk and meaty and has frozen bones on the road!

"Ahem, Nannan, why don't we go in after it calms down a little bit..."

"What did you call me?"

"Nannan!"

"Don't try to blame me for your accent. How many years have I been married to you?" Yang Yinan said coldly, "Knock on the door!"

Suo Mingfei swallowed and rang the doorbell.

"Ding ding dong~"

The melodious sound of the chimes rang, and Lao Suo swore that he smelled a sense of peace from it.

The sound of fists hitting flesh suddenly stopped in the room,

"Boom!"

A heavy object hit the door panel, and the tremor seemed to carry a shock wave. The thick solid wood door was still shaking after a long time.

The door opened, and a bunch of bears poured out from behind the door. Yang Yinan suo Zhihui seemed to have been hit hard, and she took two steps backwards. The mother and daughter looked at each other, with complex emotions in their eyes.

.

Then, a face as big as a palm and as delicate as a fake squeezed in from the bear.

"You're ready!" Li Leisi looked at Li Cang, who was struggling to stand up and down, and then glanced at Suo Zhihui through the background composed of several people, "You still know how to go home~"

Profit?

It’s almost a funeral!

go home?

Then Timi is obviously going back to the grave...

Li Cang was so drunk by these two strange words that he almost woke up and his eyes were blurred: "I——"

As soon as he uttered a word, a small hand as white as jade came with the strong wind, and accurately lifted up his hair and threw him into the door, making a chaotic crackling sound.

"What are you doing?!" Suo Zhihui's face suddenly turned red, "You're still beating him when he's like that?"

"Who are you? Are you teaching me how to do something?"

"you..."

The argument did not continue, because Rao Qifang's stern roar could be heard in the house: "Li! Lei! Si! Do you want to die? Is this how I teach you to serve your man? If you pull my son again, smash one of your fingers."

Try it? I think you are screwed! Just give me your life!"

The evil wind blew against their faces behind the half-open door. Suo Mingfei's family of three felt their eyes blurred as the surging air pushed the door shut with a bang, and then there was another earth-shattering explosion inside.

Suo Mingfei was stunned. Although he had heard about this family for a long time, but this...this, this...who are these people...

"Nannan? What should we do? Are we shut out? What's the point of this?"

reason?

What a great truth!

Her mother was already exaggerating enough, how could this be better than her previous one?

Yang Yinan obviously hadn't gotten rid of the shadow of the dimensionality reduction attack a few seconds ago, and murmured: "Hui Hui, that girl just now...is Li Laisi?"

"Yeah." Suo Zhihui felt aggrieved.

"Alas..." Yang Yinan sighed, and suddenly gave Lao Suo a hard look, "Are you still a man? What do you ask me to do? Just die!"

"?"

What's wrong with me? I stared again...

A few more seconds passed, and just as Lao Suo was wondering whether to ring the doorbell again, the door slowly opened.

"You guys sent my son back, right? I'm sorry, my goddaughter has no idea. Come in and sit down. Hey, Goldfish? Why are you here too?"

Jin Yujing, who served as the backdrop for the whole process, walked out from behind the family of three, with a slightly stiff smile on her face. Rao Qifang looked thoughtfully at where Jin Yujing and the family of three were standing, and gestured sideways to invite them in.

The room was in a mess, with broken cups, plates, tables and chairs everywhere, and patches of blood on the floor.

There was a burly man lying on the ground with his legs in the air. His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, as if he was dead. A group of blond and blue-eyed mothers and daughters who looked like gods were lifting him up from the ground and hurriedly pinching him. Among them was another red man with a gentle temperament and a plump figure.

The woman with hair was holding a glass of water with a worried face, and next to her, a thin girl with a bookish look on her face had tears on her face...

All in all, it was like a scene of a murder where rescue efforts failed!

Kong Jingqiao was sitting on the single sofa on the other side. There was a set of checkers on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Rao Qifang fed Li Cang a few mouthfuls of sour plum soup and other drinks, tucked the corner of the blanket and let him lie down, and turned around

All the tenderness on her face was instantly frozen into ice: "Li Laisi! Get over here! Why don't you know how to greet the guests when they arrive!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After all, you gave birth to me yourself. Hey, do you really think I am a fool?

Li Laisi didn't move an inch, even stepped back a little, and introduced perfunctorily: "Well, this is my kindergarten classmate, the number one scoundrel in your big boy's kindergarten, junior high school, and his surname is Zhi Hui La.

Voldemort, nicknamed Schrödinger——"

"Little bastard, what are you talking about?!"

Li Laixi rolled her eyes covertly and shut up decisively.

Kong Jingqiao knew as soon as she saw this posture that she might have to leave the checkers game with Rao Qifang until tomorrow, so she took Jin Yujing and sat down to chat by herself.

"Yang Yinan, you are dawdling in the base's finances. This is my family, Lao Suo Suo Mingfei, from the Base Reconstruction and Development Department." Yang Yinan said politely: "Instructor Rao, it's very presumptuous to come to visit, so please don't take offense."

"It looks familiar. Have we met somewhere?" Rao Qifang said, "The name Suo Zhihui also sounds familiar. Oh, sit down first. The house is quite messy. Don't mind..."

Lao Wang on the ground stood upright at that moment, his mouth was huge, forming a silent animation of holding grass.

I was unjustly beaten today. If I had been raped half an hour later...

Tsk tsk!

Rao Qifang and Yang Yinan were still chatting, and the atmosphere was relaxed and a little indescribable, as if there was some imminent horror.

"It's a long story. Xiaocang and Huihui were old classmates from kindergarten to high school. Who would have thought that they would reunite at the base by chance and save our family's lives, so just now I

I had a drink over there and got a little drunk..."

While Yang Yinan kept talking, she carefully observed the expressions of her little cotton-padded jacket, Rao Qifang and Li Laixi.

But she doesn't know, she doesn't need to say more...

Li Laixi and Rao Qifang have been sisters for many years. They talk about everything and everything. At the same time, they play the role of dog-headed strategists. Rao Qifang is much more thorough than Yang Yinan about the details of what happened between Zhi Hui and her son.

This is really difficult to handle...

The more she got to know Rao Qifang, the more headache she got. She knew too much and felt constrained.

A girl like Suo Zhihui who is so stubborn to the point of morbidly adhering to the belief that she will sacrifice her life for righteousness is the cutest and most terrifying. Even the most broad-minded Neptune would not dare to raise such a little fish.

After thinking about it, Rao Qifang actually laughed, and even laughed out loud.

Look at this little girl's fascination!

I'll smash this!

So damn good!

This smile doesn't matter, it completely makes Yang Yinan and Suo Mingfei, who are busy sorting out the cryptic context of the matter, humble and sincere, unable to deal with it.

What does she mean?

Is my daughter’s life not life?

Does this mean we both have to bury our heads in the dust and kneel down to beg her?
To be continued...